Fiend Without a Face کے بول

See the features of my rage Begin to shoot the fiend without a face My face The fever rots The brain goes numb inside I feel the blackout coming A boiled blister pops inside My ears still bleed With razor-sharp precision Mouths that mouth the sweetness Dank of final breath upon my chest See the features of my rage Begin to shoot the fiend without a face My face We lasted all night The dogs keep up and snickering Just stay with me one moment Then I'll go away My ears still bleed With razor-sharp precision I'll burn in hell Before I plunge into life's darkness Darkness See the features of my rage Begin to shoot the fiend without a face See the features of my rage Begin to shoot the fiend without a face My face A fiend without a face A fiend without a face A fiend without a face A fiend without a face